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  Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #1845 Troiku Challenge: Summertime   Today's challenge from our host is to create a troiku using his own haiku for the primary source. at the seashore wind of summer through my hair the shortest night © Chèvrefeuille at the seashore clamoring sound of gulls punctuate the air wind of summer through my hair taste of salt on my tongue soothing warmth of the sand the shortest night daybreak comes all too soon gulls at work again © petra domina Follow this link to see other contributions to the troiku challenge. Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for hosting Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

sitting in my empire buzzer on a clothes dryer acts like an umpire calling me out at home pray Ruth does not retire though some for that conspire the Constitution is on fire the orange cheeto just brays once reporters could inquire and not be called a liar droves continue to expire government giveaways the crow sits on a tire child's kite flies even higher secret deals still transpire the markets are up today siting in my empire news stations are for hire I'll never call him Sire he's an irritable bowel syndrome © petra domina

Endless searching till I thought I'd die Suddenly into the space my muse does fly.. How I have missed you, my sweet muse. Now I just search for the words to use. Welcome back my muse, my friend. Your warmth and presence inspires to no end. Please, stay for more than a little while. Write me a poem to make folks smile. Will it be about a hawk up in the sky? Just help me be inspired to once more fly How I have missed you, my sweet muse. In this space an embrace I sure could use. © petra domina